The Japanese soldiers had been charging forward smoothly, but they were suddenly attacked. They suffered heavy losses and were no longer in the mood to fight. All of them threw away their armor and fled.
"Nakada-kun! This subordinate is useless!"
Yamamoto Shinichi's left arm was shot, and it was bleeding. He looked at Nakata Jiro uneasily.
"Humph! You are truly a disgrace to the Great Dongying Empire! You can commit harakiri!"
Nakata Jiro said angrily as if he did not see Shinichi Yamamoto's pitiful gaze.
"Ha Yi! I'll be loyal to His Majesty!"
Shinichi Yamamoto pulled out his katana with a gloomy expression and slowly wiped it with a white cloth. He gritted his teeth and stabbed it into his stomach. With a twist and pull, he fell to the ground.
He had no choice but to do this. Regardless of whether he was willing to be loyal to the Emperor or not, disobeying the orders of his superiors would only lead to death. Moreover, his family in Japan would also be implicated. It was better to have a reputation.
Unfortunately, his reputation was destined to never spread.
The Qing army wasn't in a hurry, and they followed the Japanese army to shoot at each other. The battle was extremely intense. Although the Japanese army was elite, the standard of training in the new camp was definitely top-notch. It was just that many of them had never been on the battlefield before, so after suppressing their fear, their standard had already improved.
With the same number of people shooting at them, the Japanese were unable to raise their heads.
"Substitute!"
Seeing that the new army had entered the state for a certain period of time, Yuan Shikai decisively ordered another batch of recruits to follow.
Then, the gunfire became sparse again.
"Baka! What are these Chinese pigs doing!”
Nakata Jiro was completely confused. The strength of the Qing army on the other side fluctuated as if it was changing at all times.
Seeing that the gunshots had died down, Nakata Jiro organized two more charges, but they were all beaten back. As the number of people decreased, he did not dare to organize a charge. Instead, he retreated and defended, hoping for reinforcements.
As time passed, the Japanese army's resistance became weaker and weaker. How could a few hundred people bring a large amount of weapons and ammunition? After several hours of intense fighting, their medicinal pills were all used up.
"Warriors! It was time to show loyalty to the Great East Ocean Empire! When the Qing army arrived, he would let them know the bravery of the Japanese warriors!”
Nakata Jiro drew his sword. He was a war maniac, and the word surrender did not exist in his dictionary. He had run out of bullets and was ready to engage in a hand-to-hand battle.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
However, the Qing army did not give them a chance. After seeing that the Japanese had run out of bullets, hundreds of artillery shells landed on the Japanese's position.
Of course, it was possible to fight hand-to-hand, but there was no need to sacrifice too much in this kind of situation where victory was guaranteed. The lives of Chinese men had to be spent in places where they were worth it. Every soldier here had undergone strict training, and with time, they would definitely become elites.
Moreover, the Japanese were not worthy of exchanging their lives.
Hundreds of small steel cannons were pushed out. They were 75mm and 90mm Krupp cannons, and there were even more than a dozen 120mm main cannons. During the fierce battle, the weapons had already arrived. If it was not too troublesome to assemble them, he was prepared to use the 155cm 6-inch (155mm) cannon. As for the 8-inch cannon, he did not bring it along.
What happened after that was actually very simple. The Japanese army's base was not properly defended, and they did not build any fortifications. After being bombarded by the cannons, they were smashed like a sieve.
Poor Nakata Jiro had been preparing for a long time, wanting to exchange his life for his. In the end, the Qing soldiers didn't charge in at all. They just bombarded the Japanese soldiers with artillery shells. The Japanese soldiers were either killed or buried alive.
The pitiful Nakata Jiro was directly blown into pieces and went to the western paradise to complain to the previous emperors.
"Attack! Or they would all be killed!”
After several rounds of artillery fire, Bighead Yuan decisively gave the order to charge. However, there was no sound of resistance from the other side.
"This beating is so satisfying! When did our guns suppress the foreigners?”
The silent Japanese soldiers couldn't help but sigh. Although the new army had guns, they were all messy and had very few bullets. The cannons were all old bronze cannons.
They were all charging against the enemy's artillery fire. Milan was part of the army, but no matter how brave a person was, it was difficult to maintain their courage in a situation where their strength was completely unequal.
Thousands of people had been killed or injured, but they hadn't even been able to touch the corner of the other party's clothes. This was a great sense of powerlessness, and the dignity of the soldiers had also been lost little by little.
At the same time, in the country, a vigorous military training began. The new army began to take turns to eliminate the pirates and mountain bandits. He was familiar with the atmosphere of war and adapted to various environments.
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